“I learned that if I had known how much of this Nazi memorabilia there was to collect, I never would have started in the first place. It’s crowding me out of my house.”

A lot of photos were taken of us next to milk churns.

I don’t know if love exists, not the kind that keeps.

Elvis inspired my sideburns, but Little Richard inspired me for vocals.

I can never be anonymous – especially when I walk round looking like this; especially when I take so much trouble not to be anonymous, right?

Everyone gets depressed. But what do you do? You just go through it.

People don’t become better when they’re dead; you just talk about them as if they are.

I wasn’t any good at playing tennis.

Kids are generally rotten until the age of about six, when they become people.

Growing up in America is like being taught to be stupid.

I think love’s an infatuation that turns into a habit, because you can’t keep that passion going. You get used to people, and that’s death for me – I like to be surprised.

I don’t want to advise anyone to do anything, apart from try and stay alive. That’s my advice – don’t die.

I never thought it was an option.

Cold pizza is a perfect breakfast, with lots of salt.

My father walked out on us when I was three months old, and my mum, well, she wasn’t the driven sort.

Good manners don’t cost nothing.

People look down on stuff that sells. What do you call that? Downward snobbery, I guess.

We are all part of some great cycle, some pattern that it was only God’s purpose to understand.

‘How do you juggle it all?’ people constantly ask me, with an accusatory look in their eyes. ‘You’re screwing it all up, aren’t you?’ their eyes say.

Books and all forms of writing are terror to those who wish to suppress the truth.

Of all the home remedies, a good wife is best.

We all have our individual artistic temperaments as well as partisanships in creative directions. And we have strong opinions on the merits of the products of our occupation.

All we can do is go around telling the truth.

All war propaganda consists, in the last resort, in substituting diabolical abstractions for human beings. Similarly, those who defend war have invented a pleasant sounding vocabulary of abstractions in which to describe the process of mass murder.

It is a grand thing to rise in the world. The ambition to do so is the very salt of the earth. It is the parent of all enterprise, and the cause of all improvement.